My brother, James, is three years younger than me. We were really close when we were children. Then, after he hit his early teens, we grew apart. He had his friends and I had mine. We never fought or anything, we just stopped hanging out together really. Anyway, I left for college back in August. I was 18 and James was 15. Last month, I returned home from college for Thanksgiving break. When I arrived home, my mother was the only person at the house. My dad was at work and James was at school. I put my things in my old room and then spent the day catching up with my mother. James got home from school around three thirty and headed straight up to his room. After he was upstairs, my mom said, 'I'm getting a little concerned about your brother.'
'Why?' I asked.
'Well, he's always holed up in his room, or out with friends. Your father and I never see him or get to really talk to him.' She explained.
'That's how he and I grew apart. I think he's just growing up. He just wants to hang out and be a teenager.' I told her.
Later that night after dad got home, we all sat down for a family dinner. It was really nice to be home again and having a family dinner really brought back memories from when I was in high school. After dinner, James and dad washed the dishes since mother and I had made the meal and set the table and all. I had set up in the living room watching TV. James went back upstairs as soon as he and dad were finished with the dishes. While I was watching TV, the phone rang. My mother answered it and soon after hanging up, came in to the living room to talk to me.
'That was Sally, from work. Her car broke down on the highway and asked if I could come pick her up. Your father and I are going to drive out to where her car is and wait for the tow truck with her.' She told me.
'Alright,' I said.
I'm sorry to leave you alone so soon after you got here.' She apologized.
'It's fine. I know where everythig is.' I joked.
'Alright, well we'll see you later.' She said.
She and my dad left and I continued to watch TV. After the show I was watching went off, I decided to head up to my (old) room and get on Facebook. I turned off the TV and headed upstairs. As I walked down the hallway, I could hear music coming from James' room. I decided to see what he was up to and ask him if maybe he wanted to hang out. I knocked on his door. There was no response. I figured he was either asleep or couldn't hear me over his music. I knocked again, louder this time.
'What?' He called through the closed door.
'Mother and Dad went out. I was just wondering if you wanted to hang out.' I called back.
'Maybe later. I'm a little uuuh... busy!' He replied.
'With what?' I asked. 'Can I come in?'
'Fine, hold on!' He answered, sounding annoyed.
'Okay, you can come in.' He called.
I opened the door. He was laying in bed with his blanket up to his stomach. He didn't have a shirt on. I closed his door behind me and sat down in his desk chair.
'What did you want?' He asked.
'I just wanted to talk. I haven't talked to you in forever. I miss you.' I said.
'Oh,' He mumbled.
'Mother said you are always in here, you never talk with her and dad anymore.' I said.
'Sorry,' He replied.
'Don't apologize to me.' I said. 'Besides, what do you do in here all day long?' I asked.
'Shit,' He answered.
'What kind of shit?' I asked.
'All kinds.' He responded.
'Why won't you talk to me like you used to?' I asked.
'What do you mean?' He asked me.
'Well, we used to be so close, practically best friends. Now, well, I haven't even talked to you since I left for college.' I explained.
'I don't know. I grew up, I guess.' He said.
'I grew up too, ya know? But that shouldn't change anything.' I told him.
'Okay, well, can you give me a little while? Then we can hang out or whatever?' He asked.
'Why?' I asked. 'What were you doing that was so important?'
'I can't say.' He said.
'Why not? Like I said, we used to tell each other everything.' I said.
'Fine. You really want to know?' He asked.
'Yes, I really wanna know.' I replied.
'I was jerking off.' He said, blushing.
'Oh, well that's all you had to say. Go away I'm jerking off.' I giggled.
'I didn't wanna sound like a pervert!' He said.
'Just because you were jerking off doesn't make you a pervert.' I said.
'I know, but still. Maybe you didn't need that much information. I mean, you are my sister.' He said.
'What does being your sister have to do with anything?' I asked.
'Well, I don't know. I just assumed you were like, I don't know, modest or something.' He replied.
'What?' He asked.
'I masturbate too, ya know!' I exclaimed.
'Really?' He asked. He seemed intrigued.
'Sure,' I told him.
'I never would have thought.' He said.
'Why?' I asked.
'I don't know. I guess I just never pictured my sister playing with herself.' He giggled.
At this point, I could see a tent in his blanket. I giggled, still looking at it.
'Sorry,' He blushed.
'It's fine.' I replied.
'Can you uh... I need to... ' He couldn't decide what he wanted to say.
'Cat gotcha tongue?' I asked, playfully.
'Kinda,' He responded.
'Why?' I asked.
'I need to finish jerking off.' He said.
'Okay, I'll leave if you want.' I told him.
'Uh, you can stay. I mean, if you want to. I mean you don't have too. I just thought, like, if you wanted to, I don't know, like...' He trailed off.
'I'll stay if you want me too.' I told him.
'Only if you want to.' He said.
'Okay, I'll stay.' I decided.
I could not believe I was about to watch my 16 year old younger brother jerk off! He removed the blanket from his body and he was wearing black mesh gym shorts. His hard on was obvious. He hesitated.
'Go on,' I urged him. Letting him know that it was okay.
'What about you?' He asked.
'What do you mean, what about me?' I asked back.
'Aren't you gonna get naked?' He asked.
'Well, I uh, hadn't planned on it.' I said.
'You should.' He said. 'Please?'
'Um, well, I guess...' I said.
I slowly pulled my tee shirt off over my head and tossed it onto his floor. Then, I stood up from the chair and unzipped my jeans. I paused for a moment, then removed them. I stood there in my green bra and my white panties.
'You first.' I whispered.
He slowly slid his shorts off. First revealing a neatly trimmed bush of black pubic hair. His dick sprung up over the waistband of the shorts and finally he pulled them all the way off, exposing his balls as well. I knew it was my turn. I reached around and unclasped my bra and let it fall to the floor. James stared directly at my 34C tits.
'You like?' I asked, half playing, half self-concious.
'Ye.. ye... Yeah!' He stuttered. 'They're perky.'
I giggled. 'Thanks,' I said.
I slid my panties to the floor revealing my cleanly shaven mound.
'Alright, you can start jerking off any time now.' I teased him.
'Oh, right!' He exclaimed.
He wasted no time. He wrapped his hand around his erect cock and began pumping. I moved close to his bed.
'How big is it?' I asked.
It looked fairly average, maybe a tiny bit bigger, but nothing huge.
'A little over six.' He said.
'Nice,' I replied.
I sat down by him on the bed. He continued to pump himself. I was getting wet. I had never seen a guy masturbate before, so this was a real treat. I let my hand wander to my crotch where I began to rub my clit in a slow, circular motion.
'Lemme see.' James said.
I turned to face him and laid down and spread my legs, giving him a full view of my pussy.
'Holy shit,' He murmured.
We were both watching each other intently and rubbing ourselves furiously. I began to finger myself too.
'I'm close.' He grunted.
I watched him as he twisted his face into an expression of pure ecstacy. He shut his eyes and threw his head back as far as it could go. He let out an extremely loud and sexy moan and began to shoot his load all over his chest. He came in five long ropes, still pumping himself the whole time. Watching him cum was all it took. I came hard and let out light, soft moans and I did so. When we were both done, we just laid there. Naked and exhausted. Finally, James spoke.
'That was amazing. I'm glad we are close again.'
'Me too.' I agreed.
'I think this is the start of something wonderful, Savannah.' He said.
We chuckled, and got dressed. We masturbated together three more times while I was home on break. One of those times, we even did it for one another. Since I have been back at school, we have talked on the phone many times, most of which we end up masturbating over the phone, and we have web cammed a few times, although that is harder due to my three roommates. We are both glad that we have grown closer together again and plan to keep it that way. And we both know that while masturbating together is fine, anything more than that is not okay. I can't wait until Christmas break when I will be home again.